I have dreams with a recurring theme – they are all about me + you. I wish they would stop and we could talk. So get out of my dreams and into my car. Oh wait, I don’t have a car but you understand what I mean right?

It’s a long journey. I go in and out of different moods. Mostly, I am trying to overcome the pain of losing you. I’ve spent too much time in sheer anguish that the anger, albeit it’s ugliness, is welcome. I, unlike you, have not dedicated myself to the eradication of your existence in my life. I love and cherish you. There are so many words I want to say to you. So many things I want to explain. Perhaps in time.